A Bad Reputation (1x1 w/PoisonousIvee)

[Mr.Aznable]

"Where will you sleep?" She asked.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

He nudged his head, "Out here on th' deck suits me fine." He replied.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

She made a noise. "Derek I really appreciate it but that's too much.. Really, I can sleep on the floor, whatever..!"

 

[PoisonousIvee]

"Oh, no," he said, "Can' have a woman sleepin' on th' floor. Bad mann'rs. My ma would roll in her grave if I let ye sleep on th' floor."

 

[Mr.Aznable]

She made a noise. "Well I won't have you sleeping on the deck." She said.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

"It would be improper of me t' share th' bed with ye. We aren' wed." He told her.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

"I-I wasn't suggesting that either..!" She stammered. She huffed. "I won't have you asleep on the deck. So either one of us takes the floor, or we wed before we leave." She said

 

[PoisonousIvee]

"I suppose there's time t' get t' know each other after th' weddin'." He said, smirking as he folded his arms.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

She huffed and crossed her arms. "Are all your men this stubborn?"

 

[PoisonousIvee]

"Jus' me." He replied, "I would be honored t' have a man sleep oit in th' cold while I had th' warm bed, were I a woman."

 

[Mr.Aznable]

She made a noise. "Well, I feel bad for it..!"

 

[PoisonousIvee]

He chuckled, "Why? I'll have furs t' keep warm. Unless," he leaned closer, "ye wanna keep me warm?"

 

[Mr.Aznable]

Her face flushed darkly. "Wh-What happened to the not married thing?" She asked. She didn't say no.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

"Ye offered t' wed before we leave." He replied, "Bit'ta...wha's th' phrase...? Cold feet?"

 

[Mr.Aznable]

"N-Not at all!" She said.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

"Ye sayin' I wouldn' be a good husban'?" He asked before taking her hand gently.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

She huffed again, at a loss for words. She genuinely didn't know what to say, but she was getting rather embarrassed.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

He chuckled softly and let go of her hand, "I suppose I could make me a bed on th' floor with ye so ye ain't alone. Is that bett'r?"

 

[Mr.Aznable]

"Y-Yes, that's fine.." she said.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

He gave a soft snort of a laugh before walking off, "C'mon, I'll show ye where it is."

 

[Mr.Aznable]

She nodded and moved to follow him.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

He pushed open the door in the back of the ship, moving down some stairs before leading her toward the back.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

She followed, taking a good look at her surroundings.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

It was fairly well furnished, a good sized bed against the wall as well as some shelves with books.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

She made a soft noise as she admired the ship. Soon enough, she was hiding out in the hold of the ship, her heart pounding. She had told her friends, what little she had, of her plans. They were sad to see her go, but they understood. She promised she would write them, and she tried to keep a hold of herself as the ship hoisted anchor, loosed its moorings and sails, and left port.